Monday, November 11, 2013

Sometimes, when I feel like my husband needs an edible reminder that he has the best wife in the world, or when it's a chilly day out and I need a kitchen project to keep me occupied, or sometimes just when I have been thinking about this cake for weeks and can't get it out of my head.... I make a mille crepe cake.

It's no easy task - it takes the better part of a dozen eggs, half the dairy case and a good sixty crepe-flipping minutes at the stove. But when you cut that first slice, pull out your kitchen torch to make that crunchy caramel top and sink your fork through plush layers of cream and crepe.... Well, it's all worth it.